Burping

Mom had trouble burping me. It takes time for me to burp. She's using her best knowledge of the situation. She worries if i don't get burped; she thinks I might have gas pains. But I didn't experience any stomach pains since I was born anyway. If only I could tell her that's it's alright if sometimes I don't get burped. It hurts my back when she keep patting me. I know this is going to continue until I can talk and tell her. But sometimes I like being held. You can see how I smile in this photo.

At the Restaurant

We had a long day today; I woke up early and drank my milk. Then mom gave me a bath and I donned my clothes in order to get ready for the party. Once again, I rode on the train going to the place where the party was held. We had a very pleasant trip to the restaurant. I met my grandparents, aunts, niece and nephews there. They were surprised when they saw me because they never thought that I would be able to make it, especially since it was cold outside. And since mom didn't make her decision till the last minute. But they were so happy to see me, I'm like the star of the show. Grandma took me right away from my mom, she was very excited to hold me. She missed me so much. I missed her too.

A Phone Call

Dad took care of me this morning. He fed me and changed me and then I donned my new shirt. But I kept screaming until my grandmother called on the phone. Dad answered her briefly, obviously he couldn't talk much because I was cranky. He said that he'd call back. My mom is sleeping but I woke her up with a big scream. So she took me from my dad. She was giving me a bath; she thinks that having a bath calms me down. And she's right about that. I went to sleep right after the bath. I heard my mom whisper that she wished that i might take a long nap so that she would be able to nap too. I know mom slept very late last night because she watched a basketball game. Luckily i granted her wish and took a four hour nap. When I woke up she was very happy and she smiled at me.

Loving Outside

My mom always walks me outside, like in the park, along the river, and at the mall. She really knows that I love it. I love seeing people and making new friends. I like the sun and the breeze and the air even though it's sometimes freezing. I really don't mind cold weather at all. I'm sick and tired of laying on my back in my crib. The doctor said the back of my head is getting flat because I lie so much on my back! I better get a few more hats and grow my hair long to cover it. My back hurts and I get fed up with the hotness too. Sometimes I would like to kiss and cuddle my parents. My dad is often very busy, and I sometimes miss his company when he works long hours on book projects. I know he's a dedicated and hard worker, but if I could talk to him I world say. "Stop this daily routine, it's not helpful." I will say this, though. When he does take a break and play with me he sure is a fun guy. He says, "Listen to me!" in a gruff voice, then he puts his face close, and just when I start listening to him to hear what he's going to say that's so important, he gives me a quick little kiss. I know he loves me! And I know he loves mom. They're such a romantic couple. They're both an inspiration to me, and I know I'm going to grow up to be a romantic and loving person too.

Toys

My mom and dad put toys above my crib; they hang them around me so whenever I wake up I can look at them and play. I have much fun because these toys are very colorful, they really attract my eyes. I love to hit the pink pig in my both hands so that it swings. I can spend an hour just staring until I get tired and sleepy. The other night I heard my father say, "Maybe this kind of stuff will help stimulate her brain." Actually I'm a little confused and don't know what to do. I hopefully didn't give any headaches to my parents who spend half of their free time (or more) taking care of me. They sure have a lot of patience! But pretty soon I'll be able to manage myself.

Scream

As soon when I got home with my mom, my dad took me right away from the stroller. He put me in the crib (which he calls the crypt) and asked me if I had fun being outside. Then after that he warmed my milk in the bottle while mom prepared dinner. It's time for me to eat though. Dad did the feeding for me but in the middle I screamed. So I got the attention of my mom; she took the bottle from my dad and finished my feeding. Mom tried to amuse me so that I would stop crying. She danced and sang. I know that I was cranky then. She put me on the rocking chair and rocked me until I was able to sleep.

Three Months

I am turning three months old today. I'm so happy about reaching this milestone; I know pretty soon I'll be able to walk and talk. I'm so kind and quite today. My parents deserve a little break from me. The past few days I gave them headache. I didn't intend to, but I can't help myself and cry whenever my throat and my stuffy nose bothers me. I don't know how to blow my nose yet so it's tough for me. I don't want to provoke them; as long I can resist crying I will hold it... If only I could talk right now I would let them know how I feel every day so that they could stop their worrying about me. I'm a big girl and I'll be able to manage myself soon...

Comfortable

I'm so comfortable with my Aunt Virgie. She was holding me today for almost an hour. I slept in her arms. She danced a little bit to put me to sleep. Sometimes I'm cranky and fussy. My parents got tired trying to figure out why I am cranky the past few days. Then they came up the answer that maybe I'm going to start teething. Dad kept putting his finger to my gums to stimulate me. But I bit his finger very hard, and he complained. He told mom to try her finger too. But mom is not interested in doing that. It's alright, anyway I didn't really understand what I wanted. All I know is that there's something bothering me especially when I'm sleeping. I think it's my throat that's still developing right now.